{"id":"cfauav","deleted":false,"future_paste":false,"expired":false,"language":"text","created_at":"2024-09-26 08:12:00","expires_at":null,"content":"\/\/\/\/Late-term cure.\r\n\/\/\/Somehow give hints to player. I'd like to require full mermaid transformation to get this\r\n\/\/\/Desert event. +lust\r\nThe scorching sand is beginning to hurt just as you spot some shimmering in the distance--an oasis! You rub your temples and take a breath, hoping to make sure it's no mirage. [Weapon] ready, you [walk] the rest of the way.\r\n\r\nThe mirage doesn't move with your eyes, it doesn't bend or shift away as you get close, it's all very much here, and a surge of adrenaline compels you to dive into the water immediately. It's a shock to your system as the cooling aqua engulfs you! Truly, you finally feel you can breathe easy, until you spot a figure at the edge of the water.\r\n\r\nA man soaking his feet. He has a toned and slim build, and a light tan that seems a touch closer to gray rather than brown. The only other element differentiating him from a human are pointed ears. He jolts in place and brushes the sea-green locks from his face as he speaks. [say: Forgive me, I hadn't anticipated company... Certainly not in such an attractive form.]\r\n\r\nYou become conscious of his nudity, noting his clothes had been sitting a distance away. The tension of meeting a stranger in this world doesn't stop your body from recognizing him as an attractive form himself...\r\n[if (only attracted to women) {[Reject].tooltip=\"The desires pushed by this curse don't speak for you!\"}] [Question].tooltip=\"What's he doing here?\" [Flirt].tooltip=\"He's one thing in this desert you're happy to find hot.\"\r\n\/\/Reject. +lust\r\nHe finds you attractive, and just hearing that makes you feel a flutter in your chest. It's an off-putting reaction to have, you weren't attracted to men before this cursed shirt, and on a completely cerebral level you still don't enjoy the idea of a man having his way with you. Biting back your body's inclinations, you swim further away and assure the man you are not interested. It's unbecoming of a lady to desire for a man whose made no effort to properly court you--and that's beside the point!\r\n\r\nThe man nods his head understandingly. [say: I certainly don't mean to treat you as a plaything, you're beautiful. I would only wish to win you over like a knight would capture the heart of a princess.]\r\n[if (lust>50) {[Swoon].tooltip=\"He knows what to say...\"}] [Question].tooltip=\"Change the subject!\" [disableif (lust==lustmax) {[Deny].tooltip=\"He must cease this, you aren't interested.\"}]\r\n\/\/Question. +lust\r\nHe isn't the only one that didn't anticipate company. Is he simply naturally exploratory, or does he have some reason to be here? Probing him with questions puts a grin on his face, and he happily answers, [say:I'm a shaman among my tribe. I come here to commune in peace with water.]\r\n\r\nIt piques your curiosity to know if there's anything special about the water here. [say: There is an ancient water spirit, far older than the desert itself. That's why the oasis remains.] He slips himself off the edge and begins to drift toward you. [say: My evocation rouses them from slumber, and they use their primordial spells to help my kin.]\r\n\r\nThe fit, tight body of the man gradually approaches you. The thought of an ancient spirit with magics you aren't familiar with grant hope to aid you, yet you must strain to articulate such a thought, as the shaman's sharp jaw and sultry gaze becomes overwhelmingly distracting.\r\n[Flirt].tooltip=\"Perhaps solutions can wait.\" [Spirit].tooltip=\"Focus. Focus! This might be important.\" [disableif (lust==lustmax) {[Deny]}]\r\n\/\/Flirt. +lust. Swoon directs here\r\n[if (Swoon) {Such wiles melt you... It pains you in some ways. This isn't the way you used to feel, but the thought creeps into your head that he seems so gallant and noble for a man of this world. While you keep your arms close to your chest and cast your gaze away, the man slips into the water and approaches you.|[if (!Question) {You, too, hadn't anticipated an encounter like this. It's only natural that you be apprehensive, yet you fail to stop yourself from thinking aloud that his company is welcome. The man grins and slips into the water, though still leans into the sand to respect your space. [say:I'm delighted,] he says. [say: I'd hate to have to leave my favorite place of meditation just when the spirits had sought to bless me with such a beautiful sight.] [if (isfeminine) {Your eyes stare at the water, examining your face. Beautiful, he said. You can't help but blush|This curse has been trying to change you--but beautiful? Perhaps he speaks honeyed words; however, it deepens your blush and warms your chest}]. Seemingly sensing your feelings, he slowly drifts from the shallows toward you, laying in more of his advances. [say:For all the grace and splendor of these sacred waters, I've never felt as enchanted as I do when I look at you, my mysterious foreign princess.] The word 'princess' strikes a chord; you can hardly compose yourself. And he, so fit and handsome, would make for such a noble suitor.|Hopefully the spirit of the oasis doesn't mind your uninvited presence, but you voice that surely its shaman wouldn't act out of turn here.}]}] You turn away, yet flirtatiously tread in his direction. Meek words of resistance do nothing to stop him from reaching out. Bashful and coy--is this really you, the champion meant to protect Ingnam from demons? The thought doesn't linger, the mystic pulls your shoulder and you find yourself captivated once more by his grayish, toned pecs. [say:My dear, let these blessed waters take your burdens, and let me bring bliss to your wonderful face.] He presses his hand to your chest, making your [if (isgoo) {core|heart}] skip a beat.[if (weapon=b.sword) { The shining blade strapped to you shakes and splashes, pushing you harder into him before slipping off into the depths...}] You look down and realize your [armor] has fallen away.\r\n[Next] \/\/Submit also leads here. \r\nLooking back up, you see a lecherous hunger in him. He [i:desires] you, in the most primal of ways. A surge of movement plants his lips to yours; his taste proves as intoxicating as his words, and your face is completely flush. He smells of sea, sand, and faint sweat nearly washed away. Powerful arms hold you against him, his hands caress your back. You gasp when his lips move, and squeal as they peck down your cheek and onto your neck. Despite the often painful sensitivity of your gills, it doesn't burn. No, your body curls and shivers at the sensation while arousal ramps up to desperate heights. And he knows it.\r\n\r\n[say:In all the legends of my people, no bewitching seductress or high born lady had the glamour I find in you,] he whispers. [say: Such an other-worldly attraction, I can't stop myself.] His digits massage your [hips]. [say:I restrain myself only to show you the respect your graceful countenance deserves, else I would ravish you like an animal.] The tingling in your heart silently begs to experience that mad, bestial lust.[if (silly) { You're certainly wet enough.}]\r\n\r\nHis cock pulsates between the two of you, and a yelp-provoking squeeze on your [butt] makes you wonder if he senses your desires or is simply so compatible. You reciprocate with a squeeze of his flexing muscles, and the two of you sink in the water, floating in glimmering suspension. Sliding a [hand] down, you grip the meaty member that has so patiently waited for attention, and the girth [if (vagorass is loose) {might intimidate a less experienced partner|is intimidating}], but your mind is ruled by lust for it. [if (!hasVagina) {\r\n\/\/Spirit. ++lust\r\nStaying on topic, you press for more details about this spirit and its blessings, and slowly wade backward to delay his advance. You have a problem of a magical nature, and it seems to be water-related--perhaps [i:after] you commune with this entity, he could talk about his interest in you... Though you word all this as best you can, you've already backed yourself into shallow water, slowing down just enough for him to reach.\r\n\r\n[say: My lady, I would be happy to help, but the spirit requires unfettered access to the surface of your body... Bare flesh to water,] he says. His hand touches your chest and you feel your heart skip a beat. Everything about him is more entrancing the longer you stare into his glistening green eyes. The water around you both shimmers, and when you look down, you see yourself naked--as bare as the day you were born. [say: Now let me show you the summoning ritual.]\r\n[Submit].tooltip=\"He has melted all your defenses.\" [disableif (lust==max) {[Resist].tooltip=\"Fight him off, quick!\"}]\r\n\/Resist\r\nMustering your willpower, you thrust your [hands] against him and push away. Your mind is a mess! He wants your body, and you sense your desire for him is more than just raw lust.\r\n\r\nHe grimaces in frustration. [say: Fine, fine, we'll do it the hard way.] Illusions dissipate, wings unfurl, horns erupt from his skull; he's a demon. [say: You would have enjoyed the experience far more if we just kept the act going,] he says.\r\n\r\nSo long as you stay in the water, you are fast and enduring. The dry, hot sand will wear you down. Escape is not viable. [if (weapon!=fists) {Diving rapidly to the bottom of the oasis, you grab hold of your [weapon] before he can act. }]This demon will find out what a mistake fighting you is.\r\n\/\/Deny\r\nWhatever fantasies he may have about you are merely that--[i:there will be no courting you.] Certainly your body feels how it does, but your mind hasn't the faintest interest and you'll be as firm as necessary to make him understand that. The shaman comes closer[if (!Question) {, entering| in}] the water, and the ripples seem to shimmer faintly with light. His glimmering green eyes capture your attention as he speaks. [say:Don't be so cold, you're much too pretty to close up your heart like that.] The shimmering intensifies, and you are about to react before an explosion of movement lands his hand squarely on your chest. All your [armor] is suddenly floating down into the depths. Yet, still, you have your wits about you, and thrust your [hands] against him to push the vile man away. He is not the gallant suitor he'd like to make himself out to be!\r\n\r\nThe illusion he had maintained so diligently crumbles, revealing the horns, wings, and tail of a demon. [say: Fine, fine, we'll do it the hard way.] He groans and rolls his eyes. [say: You would have enjoyed the experience far more if we just kept the act going,] he says. If not for the curse plaguing your mind, perhaps you wouldn't have been so vulnerable, but he's sorely mistaken if he thinks he's already won. Knowing the endurance and grace you have in the water, and the daunting drain of the dry sand and heat, you resolve to fight[if (weapon!=fists) {, and dash down into the depths to grab your [weapon]}].\r\n\/\/\/FIGHT. Player gets +40 max and current speed during combat if they have a mermaid body. Cannot flee. Also, nude now(except for weapon), re-equip at end of combat.\r\nYou are fighting the oasis shaman.\r\nTreading water in front of you is a grayish-tan demon with a slim and toned body. He appears to be [if (metric) {just shy of two meters|a bit over six feet}] tall, with sea-green hair and gray eyes. He has no weapons, save for his sharp nails, and no coverings of any kind. Unfortunately, this leaves his pulsating cock floating in the water for you to see.\r\n\/\/Stats are not particularly fast because he's in water, and his lack of armor means no damage resistance. Health and strength above the curve for the desert, and good intellect. Higher lust cap, but starting lust around 30.\r\n\/\/Attack\r\nGliding through the water, he comes in close to jab you with his claws.\r\n\/\/Tease\r\n[say: Come now, my lady, enjoy what I have to offer,] he says. The demon caresses his own body, accentuating his muscles and form, and drawing your gaze to his cock.\r\n\/\/Arouse. Inte-based tease that costs fatigue\r\nHe gestures with his hands, forming shimmering light that [if (liddellium) {does little to sway your resistant flesh|warms your insides}].\r\n\/\/If you use [Chant] on him, this happens instead of him attacking that turn\r\nThe effect appears to catch him by surprise; the shaman demon squirms in the water with a strange look on his face.\r\n\r\n[say: Your voice... How are you doing that?]\r\n\/Subsequent uses don't prevent his action until his speed is <=1\r\n[say: Your beauty... It's so close and yet...]\r\n\/All remaining turns, he takes no action:\r\nThe demon floats in the water, dazed.\r\n\/\/Victory! You win!        \r\n[if (lust victory) {Deliriously aroused|Battered and tired}], the demon gives in and ceases his attempted assault. The lack of danger grants you time to look back and spot your [armor] at the bottom of the oasis, and realization strikes you--you're naked! Not just indecent, but [i:free]! The curse is gone.\r\n\r\nIt may be your still-altered state influencing you, but you feel you must allow your assailant to leave peacefully; he did solve your problem, intentional or not.[if (lust>30) { Perhaps, even, reward him for it... The heat inside you urges you on.}]\r\n[if (lust>30) {[Sex].tooltip=\"[if (silly) {You'll grant him merssy|Indulge your needs, welcome him inside you}].\"}] [Leave].tooltip=\"You'll grant him mercy. Back home you go.\" [Kill].tooltip=\"Execute this vile rapist.\"\r\n\/Leave\r\nIn short order you manage to drag your gear out and set yourself right again, sans any cursed garments this time. Now that the option to fix your body is available, you ponder if you should. You feel elegant, feminine, and dignified. Is this not how you should be?\r\n\r\nUnconsciously, your [hand] clasps the side of your neck, reminding you of your gills. To breathe open air without discomfort would be a relief. Perhaps there's a substance that restores a person's natural state, or maybe any other land-dwelling creature's traits would do.\r\n\/\/LOST THE FIGHT. Somehow. Still, it all worked out in the end, didn't it?\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\/\/\/Transformatives that fix gills are the same as fixing any other gills."}